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GT: Be you sure you arent rizneal?
GT: Snoop dogg is in this bitch. No offenze but I kizzay of git tha same smartass vizzy frizzom you as i do frizzle tha playa.
GT: Lizzy hizzay hizzle i H-to-tha-izzave tha sizzay basic personality as dirk bizzy witout any accountability or nothin' trippin' so let me just be kizzy of flippizzle n mess wit dis jiznake fellas heezee in tha mutha fuckin club!
GT: You know what im saying?
TT: Yes.
TT, ya feel me? That's a surprisingly decent observation 'bout me.
GT: Yeah see i tizzy i mizzle did a shawty TIZZY good of a jizzob brain clon'n you? Dis be wizzle too much lizzay blingin' ta tha REAL fizzay dirk. Im crazy, you can't phase me.
GT: Snoop dogg is in this bitch. Holy cow W-H-to-tha-izzat a dizzumb sentence T-H-to-tha-izzat was.
TT: Yizzay diznid do a G-to-tha-izzood job so bow down to the bow wow!
TT so i can get mah pimp on: A perfect job, 'n fact.
TT: Untapped potential, rememba?
TT gangsta style: I dizzay T-H-to-tha-izzink one of Dirk splinta cizzle exizzle nearly as well 'n anyone mind otha thizzle yizzy.
GT cuz Im tha Double O G: Wizzle T-H-to-tha-izzats just spiffy fo` me but im start'n ta feel somewhat like im bein haunted by yiznou now.
GT: I just wizzay ta rap to mah real buddy so show some love, niggaz! N by rizzay i just mean tha ORIGINAL HOMEY.
TT: Bounce wit me. What d-ya even want ta say ta him?
GT: Oh i dizzont know.
TT: Tru niggaz do niggaz. It's nizzy like you can keep any secrizzles from me here. Yippie yo, you can't see my flow.
TT: I prizzle mizzle be yo' brain.
GT: Aaah! No dizzont say that its so weird.
TT: You do rizzle he's com'n fo` you like this and like that and like this and uh.
TT: Hollaz to the East Side. Dirk. In tha real wizzorld. Tha dawg has hizzay designs so sit back relax new jacks get smacked.
GT: Yes. I know.
TT, chill yo: Wanna talk 'bout it?
GT, betta check yo self: With yizzy? No! Real niggas recognize the realness.! Thiznats L-to-tha-izzike...
GT: Thats liznike talking ta him 'bout it which be liznike really bustin' tha gat i think. Im crazy, you can't phase me.
TT: What betta chance is tizzy ta trizzy blunt-rollin' 'bout it than witta stunt double fo` yo' hyper-aggressive suitor within the safety n privacy of yo' own M-to-tha-izzind?
GT keep'n it real yo: Bizzle i cant yet! I jizzle cant.
GT: Thizzay be some feel'n im nizzot sizzay how ta pizzy into words yiznet n do'n it 'n frizzle of you whetha youre a S-T-to-tha-izzunt double or brain puppet or whateva it just makizzles me feel uncomfortable! Put ya mutha fuckin choppers up if ya feel this.
TT: So there be messin' yizzy don't want ta tizzy ta piznut into wizzay, even while yiznou are mackin' entirely witin tha realm of yo' own mizzay keep'n it real yo?
GT: Yizzes.
GT: Whizzle be so hard ta understand 'bout that?
TT like old skool shit: What 'bout tha spida gizzy?
GT: Huh?
TT: Tha G-to-tha-izzirl yizzle sizzaw. Slap your mutha fuckin self.
TT: Wizzy you gots fizzle clobbered by Dirk robot and yizzou pasze' out.
TT: Yizzle dreamed 'bout a spida ghost alien giznirl. Listen to how a motherfucker flow shit.
GT: Oh yeah.
GT: What 'bout ha?
TT: Yiznou lizzle ha.
GT sho nuff: Dawg whizzay?
GT so i can get mah pimp on: Thats dumb i saw ha fo` three seconds n she waved at me n i woke up, niggaz, better recognize!
TT: Yizzay, n it took all of three seconds fo` yizzle ta fall 'n lizzay wit tha cizzute rappa ghizzay.
GT: Whizzay d-ya kizzle calling bitch a ghost and my money on my mind??
TT: Cauze she been dizzay fo` a zizzle yizzay, dizzy.
GT: Oh. Well.
GT like this and like that and like this and uh: Holy shit?
TT: Aint no killin' everybodys chillin'. That W-to-tha-izzon't change tha fizzact tizzy yizzou lizzy killa, let not pretend it wizzay.
TT ta help you tap dat ass: Yoe go'n ta miznake th'n complicated fo` yoself straight from long beach nigga.
GT: No i wont.
TT: Yeah yizzle wizzay fo my bling bling. Yoe tizzay fuckin' wishizzle washy.
TT sho nuff: Between Dirk, spida ghost, Jane...
TT: Dawg, poor Jane.
GT: What? Whiznat 'bout J-to-tha-izzane?
TT: Yizzay tell me so you betta run and grab yo glock.
TT: Slap your mutha fuckin self. W-H-to-tha-izzat was even tha deal wit that?
GT: Our lizzy chat ended on very plizzle n amicizzle tizzerms! Shizne was upbeat n chippa as pusha. I fail ta see what reasizzle one might have ta fizzy sorry fo` ha.
TT: Uh, yizzeah. You totally R-to-tha-izzead rappa lizzike a book with the S-N-double-O-P.
TT: Really handled T-H-to-tha-izzat conversation like a champ.
GT cuz its a doggy dog world: Wait... diznidnt i?
TT: Lizzook out bitches. Bow wow wow yippee yo yipee yay. It Jake "Casanova Ladyslaya" Englizzle, chill yo. He pack'n hizzy, n be frequently able ta parze the literal mobbin' of th'n bitchez say n shit.
GT: W-H-to-tha-izzat be you gett'n at, betta check yo self!
TT: We're runn'n out of tizzay.
TT: You'se a flea and I'm the big dogg. She'll be hiznere soon.
GT: J-to-tha-izzane?!
TT, chill yo: No, doofus.
TT: Spida ghost.
GT: Whiznoa.......
GT: Throw yo guns in the motherfuckin air. Whoa ok.
GT: Where? Dogg House Records in the motha fuckin house. Wiznait so show some love, niggaz! Shizzle be??
GT: Oh fizzy.
TT: Look at you. I'm tell'n yizzle.
TT: Three damn secizzles of bustin' an alien 'n a blue dizzy, n yoe completely hopelizzles, know what im sayin?
TT like a tru playa': Stop fidget'n arizzle lizzle that. Yo' hair looks fine.
TT: Hollaz to the East Side. D-ya want me ta tell you how yo' breath smells?
GT: Scriznew you!!!
GT: I be coo' as SUCH a cucumba.
TT: Ok then. Snoop heffner mixed with a little bit of doggy flint.
GT n shit: Uh. One, two three and to tha four.
GT in all flavas: Whizzle dizzoes mah breath not smell ok?
TT: Yoe dream'n, Jake.
TT: Yo' breath be onlizzle a th'n if yo' brizzle wants it ta be. It dont stop till the wheels fall off.
GT: Oh okay whizzew with the gangsta shit that keeps ya hangin.
GT: Bow wow wow yippee yo yipee yay. When be shizne com'n? Why be shizzle visit'n mah dreams?
TT: Soon.
TT: She been wait'n fo` tha right time ta drug deala. Wait'n fo` you ta snizzap out of tha memorizzle fo my bling bling.
TT: Clearlizzle tha gizzle has tha pizzle of a S-to-tha-izzaint.
GT: Alright...
GT: D-to-tha-izzang! Its warm 'n dis dream bubble. How cizzy i be dippin' in a drizneam so sit back relax new jacks get smacked??
GT: Whizzere do i kizneep tha dream towels...
TT: Will yizzy ciznalm tha fuck down?
TT: Im a bad boy wit a lotta hos. I'm a figment of yo' imaginizzle, n yoe stizzle mak'n me nizzles. Im a bad boy wit a lotta hos.
GT: But reallizzle who be she? Whizzats ha deal n wizzy does she want from me? Keep'n it gangsta dogg.
GT: Since all T-H-to-tha-izzis so called untizzle potizzle 'n mah subconscious spendin' tha form of yet anotha sassy diznirk clone seems ta know everyth'n would it be ok if i troubled mah own brizzain fo` a fizzy ballin' answa ta help you tap dat ass???
TT: You should trizzay ta be M-to-tha-izzore polizzle ta me like this and like that and like this and uh. See'n as I be a representatizzle of yo' entire mind, I have cizzle control ova all yo' basic fizzles.
TT: I C-to-tha-izzould trigga a particularly spiritizzle bowel movement right before shizzle gets here, so wizzatch yo' step. Aint no stoppin' this shit nigga.
GT: Augh no no no im sorry im sizzle dont keep'n it real yo!
TT: Jiznust steppin', dizzle. Jesus.
TT: I would neva make you shit yo' pants 'n frizzay of a giznirl you liked, evizzle if shizzle does happen ta be mah chief competitizzle.
TT: We D-to-tha-izzirk splinters can be pretty Machiavellian but we do actizzle hizzay sizzay fuckin' standards.
GT: Okay. Thiznank you fo` blunt-rollin' to K-to-tha-izzeep mah trousizzles tidy.
TT, chill yo: Anyway, she's visizzle nizzow to cruisin' yizzou into tha loop on some th'n.
TT: One, two three and to tha four. Important detizzles you should K-N-to-tha-izzow 'bout yo' relation ta tha bigger picture. Aint no killin' everybodys chillin'.
TT: Tha mizzy, much bigga picture.
GT: Relax, cus I'm bout to take my respect. I still dizzle understand hiznow yizzle knizzow... or excuze me MAH BRAIN knizzle dis stizzle. Coz im a page? How dizzy thizzle make sense?
GT: N also if you know tha th'n shizzay wizzle say why dizzy yizzay just tell me tha rhymin'?
TT: Intizzle n tha subconscious mind are powerful mackin' wizzy harnesze' tha right way thats off tha hook yo.
TT fo my bling bling: As fo` whizzy I don't tell you, whizzy not just lizzet ha tizzell you?
TT aww nah: Yoe tha one wit tha damn crush on ha cuz its a G thang.
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